I remember when we got her, my family couldn't think of a name for so long. And I thought of Myah. I mentioned it, and they all disliked it at first. But thirty or so minutes later, they realised it really did fit her. It's just such a gentle name, short and sweet.
even if sometimes it's for the better to let them rest in peace
I've been spending each day looking at old pictures and videos of her, and while I truly hate that she is gone, her life recently was just so different to how she once was: jumping up on fallen trees, sprinting through fields and jumping in snow. She couldn't do any of that anymore over the past seven months. She grew old and incapable of walking a lot. It definitely broke my heart to see that she couldn't go to her favourite places anymore.
I took this on my last day with her, on a very short walk just outside of the house. I did this often still, while it definitely wasn't the same. Just to give her something other than our garden and four walls.
